Sammie and Susie Littletail eBook

So they went to where the duck lived. Bully,
the frog, hopping along, and Sammie and Susie hopping
after him, and every time the frog came to a bit of
water he hopped in and got all wet, and he didn’t
mind it a bit, but I’m sure I would. However,
pretty soon they came to where the duck lived.

“Mrs. Wibblewobble,” said Bully to her,
for that was the duck’s name. Really, it
was, I’m not joking. “Mrs. Wibblewobble,
here are Sammie and Susie Littletail looking for eggs,”
said Bully. “Could you let them have any?”

“Quack! quack!” answered the duck, and
it sounded just as if she said, “What? what?”
So Sammie, thinking she was a little deaf, asked her
himself.

“Can you please tell us where we can find some
eggs?” and he spoke quite loudly.

“Tut, tut!” exclaimed Mrs. Wibblewobble.
“I heard Bully when he asked me the first time.
I merely said, ‘Quack! quack!’ because
I was thinking. I always say that when I think.
Now be patient.” So she said “Quack!
quack!” again, several times, and paddled around
in the water, putting her head under every now and
then to dig in the mud for some snails. “No,”
she finally said, “I have thought very hard,
and I do not know where you could find any eggs.”

Sammie and Susie were quite disappointed, and Bully
said: “Perhaps you have some of your own
you could let them have.”

Then all at once, as quick as you can scratch your
chin, what should come walking down to the pond but
the dearest, nicest little ducklings you ever saw.
They all said, “Quack! quack!” which, as
you knew, meant that they were thinking, and Sammie
and Susie did not want to disturb them.

“This is my family,” announced Mrs. Wibblewobble.
“Family, those are the Littletail children,
and Bully, the frog.” Then the ducklings
all said, “Quack! quack!” again, which
this time showed that they had stopped thinking, and
they swam around just like their mother.

“Well,” said Bully, “we shall get
no eggs here. Come on, we will go see Mrs. Cluck-Cluck,
the fairy hen. Maybe she has some to spare.”

But on their way they lost the road, and didn’t
know in which direction to go. Then fox was,
but he couldn’t help himself. Then Sammie,
Susie and Bully walked on and on they heard a noise
in the leaves, oh, such a queer, quiet little noise!
and then, what do you think? Why, the sly, sly
old fox stuck his head out.

“Whom are you looking for?” he asked,
as softly as can be.

“We are looking for Mrs. Cluck-Cluck, to get
some eggs,” said Sammie.

“Ah, ha! Ho! ho!” laughed the sly
old fox. “Come with me and I’ll show
you her house. I’m sure she has some eggs.”

Sammie and Susie thought this very kind of him, and
they were just going to follow that fox off when Bully
warned them: